Molehill or Mountain

We all know the old saying about Turning Moleholes into Mountains, but until I actually saw a molehill, I was unable to visualise the difference.

Lately I have been impressed at how some people make so much about nothing!
Surely its not only a total waste of time, it is damaging and hurtful to the receiver.
I see a Molehill as a small (made) pile of dirt, and a mountain as an huge impassable blockage. One that requires fortitude and time to climb and conquer.

People are challenged to climb mountains, just as they are challenged to overcome trials....
However, no one desires to have an adversity forced upon them.

Living in an imperfect world means we can all misinterpret another's intentions. However prior the assumption of what you think may be something not so nice. It is good to take time for clarification not just reaction.

Road Rage...caused by people who consider themselves superior and the rulers of the highways and byways.

Pointless Arguments, Power Struggles, Temper Tantrums, Bad Behaviour.
These are all oxygen wasters that turn a beautiful person into an ugly one...
They Turn, molehills into impassable Mountains.


Be Beautiful.....

Have a sweet soul perfume like Mother Teresa.

One of her famous quotes is:

"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today.
Let us begin." (To live well!)

Nuture love instead of anger,  Spread joy instead of sorrow.

Heroines of Christ

We all have people we look up to and desire to be like. The memory of three women remain encased in my mind.
My first heroine was the writer Catherine Marshall. Catherine became famous with her second book, "A Man called Peter."
She wrote the story in honour of her famous husbands life.
Peter Marshall was a preacher in the United States Senate.
He died at a relatively young age. Catherine was devistated yet necessity demanded she earn a living to provide for her son Peter John.
Many have come to the Lord through her books.

Her message to me was, "Never Give Up.

Quoting Catherine:
"No matter how little you have. You can still give some away."


My second treasured lady was Corrie Ten Boom.
When my mother gave me the book, "The Hiding Place,"  I wanted none of it. Such sadness!
It told of Corrie Ten Boom and her Dutch family. 
During World War11 they took in, protected and hid Jewish families, helping many to escape to safety.
Due to this, the family were sent to dreaded Auschwitz.
Only Corrie survived to return home.
Yet through the terror and pain I discovered....
This lady's ability to forgive and love others.
She taught that, until the day she died.

Quoting Corrie,

"If you look at the world you will be distressed.

If you look within you'll be depressed.

If you look to God, you'll be at rest."

My third Jewel needs no introduction.
She was Mother Teresa. The devine light who walked the earth in splendid charity.
I watched a movie on her life as acted by Geraldine Chaplin, Charlie's daughter.
It was an eye opener of self denial....and a life devoted to others.
She was the hands, feet and mouth of Our Lord.
From her I learned, "Humility, Wisdom and Selflessness.

Quoting Mother Teresa,
"When a person dies of hunger it did not happen because God did not take care of them.
It happened because neither you nor I wanted to give that person what they needed."


Myself, "Being a Christian doesn't depend on attending meetings, but rather on loving and serving others. Walk the walk!"